Swordsman the Wanderer

Swordsman the Wanderer
Ch. 385 - So Ironic, So Naive, So Arrogant.


Everyone's breath was restrained on their chests, as if a huge mountain was pressing down on them. Their souls were trembling, an inexplicable intention to prostrate surfaced in their minds. Confusion, fear, all mixed into one.


A layer of black-scale dragon armor covered Zhang En's body and two horns protruded from his forehead, Demonic Dragon Wings spread gracefully behind him as clusters of blackish-red energy covered the entire stage of the Battle Dragon Arena.


SWOSH..!!!


At this moment, Zhang En moved. The Dragon Wings flapped, revealing a deep golden hell symbol on its surface.


Wang Biao barely saw the blurry black shadow as the two black fists grew larger in his pupils. His eyes widened in shock, then, rumbled.


BOOM!!!


A deafening sharp explosion resounded, as if heaven and earth were split in two. The Unshakable God fist collided with Zhang En's fist.


The frequency of the high explosion pierced Wang Biao's eardrum, and before he could react, an incredible tyrannical force smashed into him like a giant tidal wave. At this moment, he felt that he was nothing more than a pebble falling into the vast sea.


That tyrannical power instantly hit his chest. His body shook violently, falling backwards. He crashed in the air and bounced off the clouds, and in the next moment, his body slammed violently onto the ground. Wang Biao lost his consciousness at that moment.


Zhang En then landed gently on top of the Arena, but the stage shook and cracked. With Zhang En's feet as the center, cracks spread out in all directions.


Although the stage of the Battle Dragon Arena was built from an extremely hard rock core, it had a limit of endurance, it was unable to withstand the might of a third-star Realm God Emperor realm cultivator. Because, in the outer disciple tournament, the strongest would only have the power of a one-star or two-star God Emperor realm early stage, therefore, no outer disciple would be able to destroy the Arena.


Watching this event happen, everyone's dumbfounded brains went blank.


At this moment, Wang Biao was lying under the arena, his clothes torn into a cloth soaked by his blood. Buddh's indestructible body had lost its usefulness, its indestructible iron fist that everyone idolized was shattered to an unrecognizable degree. Even his bones looked broken.


Zhang En stood on the stage, similar to the ancient Gods, exuding the indisputable power of the dragon and the cold air of the Death Dragon God.


"The Land of the Two-Star God Emperor!" Du Leng stuttered indistinctly, his tongue twisted into a knot and his face gray.


This time, Zhang En no longer hid his aura.


Elsewhere, Elder Zhang Huan was trembling, which he knew whether it was due to excitement or shock.


The disciples who were making comments and insults at Zhang En because of the arrogance he had said earlier, now felt like a huge piece of rotten tofu was stuck in their throats. All their anger and unhappiness turned into fear, astonishment, and shock.


Compared to Zhang En, Wang Biao was worse than trash. A complicated feeling arose in the hearts of the disciples who were cheering happily for Wang Biao earlier.


In just three years, Zhang En had broken through from the Semi Emperor God realm to the Second Star God Emperor realm! Drastically, this had surpassed all great predecessors and there would be no other successors to this feat. No one present in the arena had ever heard of the monstrous genius breaking through from that realm in just three years. 


Moreover, Zhang En did not seem like an average two-star God Emperor realm cultivator, he was able to defeat a higher realm like Wang Biao, instead, which also had the strongest buddha body that was indestructible, destroying it with a single strike. One could only imagine the extent to which Zhang En's strength had reached such a frightening level.


A light knock from his foot cracked the arena stage, this evidence stated that Zhang En's strength was at least equivalent to that of a three-star God Emperor realm cultivator.


Finally, attention once again returned to the unconscious figure lying on the ground like a dead dog. Suddenly, their thoughts about Wang Biao's words had Zhang En kneeling down and begging for mercy felt extremely ironic, so naive, so arrogant.


Wang Biao was no more like a clown leaping in front of Zhang En. To Zhang En, Wang Biao was no different from mere ants.


"Anyone wants to fight with me?" Zhang En stood on the stage with his hands behind his back, his eyes sweeping across the remaining seven other disciples, finally his eyesight stopped at where Du Leng was.


Following the direction of his gaze, all eyes were on Du Leng.


Du Leng's face twitched, he didn't move or speak a word. Before the tournament began, he assumed that by breaking through to the Second Star God Emperor realm and having practiced the supreme God technique of his clan, defeating Zhang En was simply like waving his palm. In fact, he thought that one finger was more than enough to flatten Zhang En to the ground.


But now, to fight or not? That question.


Even Wang Biao realm late stage Second Star God Emperor Kedha barely breathed after receiving a punch from Zhang En. If he goes up, what can he do? To be honest, he was no stronger than Wang Biao.


If he were to fight against Zhang En, he would most likely not end up much better off than the current Wang Biak, going to be defeated in just one strike.


Du Leng's facial expression became sullen as these thoughts flashed through his mind. In the end, he took a deep breath and remained still where he stood.


Watching Du Leng's expression, it was clear to the crowd that he had given up on the challenge. Some gasped, some shook their heads, and others made a noisy commotion.


The disciples that supported Du Leng were extremely disappointed. They imagined the scene where Du Leng defeated Zhang En, showing incredible strength, but a miracle did not happen. Du Leng did not even have the guts to fight Zhang En.


Du Leng was not challenging, of course, Li Shao and the others were even less inclined to advance to the top of the arena. In the end, Zhang En was declared the champion of the 1st outer disciple tournament this time around.